earing the bathrobe in such a loose way that it draped open to reveal swathes of perfect

red, still gazing at his form. "You're in quite excellent shape.

dimples appearing on her cheeks. Like a coy l

here,

ook of his finger, like a master calling for his obedient pet dog. From st

le. As she walked, the fruit knife remained hidden in her

ir

ood on tippy toes, and wrapped her

t was pleasant, sweet yet not overly so.

hand and tugged her even closer in h

ing her lips against him. In the blink of an eye, the fruit kni

or I'll cut

ehemiah thought in irritation, even as the fruit knife lingered near his

the blood vessel is? Have you

e man's deep, dark eyes. Instead, he looked as calm and r

y, began to tremble. "I think I can do it!" she cried out. "Don't you dare look down on me! I can s

t then! After all, how c

f the eyes. Besides that, he looked calm as usual

r strength however, and her wrist grew limp. T

to do something if you keep

me strength to scre

ra. After a brief moment, she realized Nehemiah had sw

he sputtered as she was carried. "Ar

he fruit knife, and it fell to t

eaned down. He murmured to her, with a warning in his tone, "Ri

ately froze, staying unmoving

avery, she was timid now as she looked up at him with fear. Her wide eyes shone with v

ere he was, already addicted to the sensation. The way she stared at him didn't help either. Her blazing eyes stirred his blood, an

fell upon her as he spoke, and his word

nt yo

ld react, bit her flesh hard until he

his tongue at her. He grinned back in self-satisfaction, looki

you asked and I didn't move. But